To my sheer horror, I found out last night that one of my most glamorous and chic friends did not know how to open a bottle of champagne! This unpleasant discovery was made when the loaded weapon was pointed right at me: she had removed the wire cage (that goes around the cork) and the naked cork was aimed precisely in my direction while she aimlessly chatted about seeing Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie at the Cannes Film Festival. I tried to remain calm as I diverted a total catastrophe by quickly snatching the bubbly from her and putting my hand over the cork. After accusing her of the crime, she confessed that she did not know how to properly open a bottle. I realized at that moment - if she does not know how to open a bottle of champagne - then there must be so many other lost lambs out there! So, in my mission to make the world a better (and safer) place for Goddesses everywhere: here are the guidelines of how to properly select, open and serve a bottle of champagne. To read entire blog... click How to Select and Serve Champagne up top in pink.

While I was driving home tonight from my bellydance gig in Malibu, I was so enchanted by the glow of the Full Moon and the illuminated path it created on the ocean that I nearly drove off a cliff! I began to think about how staggering the influence the Moon has on Earth: twice a day, it makes the waters of the oceans ebb and flow. It takes about 1,500,000,000 horsepower for the Moon to drag the tides across the Earth each day. Sheesh, that's a lot of power! Scientists (those cuties with the white coats and coke-bottle glasses) say that our body is made up of 95% water. With all this power, the Moon (also known as Luna) must affect us, too, no doubt.

A day without shaking it, is a day wasted. I thought everyone (at least at the Goddess Center) followed these words of wisdom. Apparently, I was seriously mistaken. Recently, one of my students at the Goddess Center informed me that she was not going to be able to make it to this series of cheerleading classes. She was trying to be "responsible" and had too many things on her plate. Granted, shaking your pom-poms and refining your "liberty" arms is not usually a high priority for a 30-year old successful businesswoman. But I knew how much she loved class and wearing the short cheer skirts. She often said it was the most fun thing she did each week. Click "Girls Just wanna have fun" above in pink to read full blog....

Picture this: naked women of all shapes and sizes unabashedly bathing, gossiping and lounging with each other. I was about 6 years old when I first went to a hammam. These are public bathhouses in Morocco, in which I briefly lived with my family. In Marrakech, bathing at a hammam is a social ritual to which we do not have an exact comparison in America. It most resembles a spa, but not as luxurious as its western counterparts nor as private. It might be difficult to comprehend a room full of naked women massaging each other's breasts as innocent and devoid of sexuality, but this is atypical scene at a Moroccan spa....Click Bed, Baths and Beyond up top in pink to read entire blog.

I have a confession to make: I cheated with my yoga teacher. This was years ago when I lived in NYC, but I think about it often. I was in a dramatic triangle with my friend Sarah and I was lying to her about the yoga teacher. Sarah was infatuated with this particular yoga instructor and changed her name to Shakti. I have to admit that I, too, was obsessed with the teacher, but all the lying was interfering with my inner-peace. Then, I had an "aha moment" and I remember it vividly....(click Women Unite! up top in pink to read full blog)

When you are enamored with your own garbage you are either headed for crazyville or have found your path in life. This morning I swept up my office and was thoroughly captivated by the beauty that lied within my dustpan. In it were coins from bellydance hipscarves, a piece of abalone shell from Hula class, pink feathers from boas in Burlesque class, pieces of hot pink mylar from cheerleading pom poms and some tiny pearls from who know where. I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's true: I am in love with my job. GoddessLife headquarters is an unconventional workplace that I created by doing what I love to do: dancing, dressing up and empowering women. I love my job, but it wasn't always this way....Click on Dream Job (in pink up top) to read full blog

I'm lying here on my round pink satin bed thinking of all the gifts I've received through bellydance: confidence, glamour, freedom, sexiness, joy. Bellydance has empowered me in nearly every area of my life but one: business. Shimmy half naked for Arnold Schwarzenegger? No problem. Read a financial report? I don't think so. Give me some rose petals and tell me to spread them on my pink satin sheets - can do. Ask me to do an Excel spread sheet and I'll run screaming the other direction. Actually, that was the old me, before I embraced my inner entrepreneur. Now, spread sheets and running numbers come to me as easily as belly rolls. How did this happen? By following some simple steps... (click Empower Yourself with Confidence up top in pink to read full blog)

You have an essence that is exclusive to you. There are things that you may want to change about yourself, because you are always changing and growing, but this essence does not change. It is pure, perfect and exquisite right now and forever. ... (click Your Goddess Within up top in pink to read full blog)